I CAN'T WAKE UP!
It all started a couple of weeks ago. The unemployment check showed up two days late. Now, my finances were pretty much stretched as far as they could go, and a two day late check didn't help. Then, I looked at the check, did the math, and realized that the unemployment would almost cover my two bills that week. Which would have been swell, except, in the words of Bill Cosby, I HAVEN'T EATEN YET. This was bad news, as suddenly my plan to use every last inch of March to get things going didn't seem so feasible anymore. In fact, if I didn't do something soon, I probably wouldn't make it to the end of March. How long can the human body go without food?
So, as with every time I get my ass in trouble, I called Dad. Now, while I've been gallavanting around trying to turn TORC Press into a viable business entity, Dad's been working on turning the sawmill into a one man operation. When I called, he was almost done, and although the place was designed for one man, it actually would work even better with two. So Dad offered me my old job back.
I had three choices. 1)Scrape together any money I could and try to survive out the rest of the month while eating PB&J. 2)Accept a minimum wage job that would actually give me less than I was getting on unemployment. 3) Go back to the mill.
Take a wild guess what I did.
So, I've just spent my first week back at the mill adapting to the changes in my job. I'm rebuilding my finances. I'm tired as hell. I'm really disappointed in myself that I couldn't make anything work. I'm really disillusioned about pretty much everything right now. I'm kinda in a mental coma right now, and I'm trying really really hard not to get any more depressed.
But tomorrow is another day. I'll come out of this. I'm like the Joker. No matter how hard you try you can't kill my ass. It's just gonna take a little time.
Anyway, here's the stuff that's resulted from alla this.
1) My work on my novel, my children's book, and any of my other non-comic related work is on indefinate hiatus. No time, and right now, no energy.
2) I'm not going to Heroes Con this year. They doubled the price of tables, and they didn't bother updating the Artist Alley info until a week ago. I can't afford a table right now (I COULD HAVE BACK IN JANUARY WHEN I WANTED TO GET A TABLE). Which sucks. I liked Heroes Con. It was a good show last year. Apparently I'm not the only one who needs to work on their organizational skills.
Eh.
So, as with every time I get my ass in trouble, I called Dad. Now, while I've been gallavanting around trying to turn TORC Press into a viable business entity, Dad's been working on turning the sawmill into a one man operation. When I called, he was almost done, and although the place was designed for one man, it actually would work even better with two. So Dad offered me my old job back.
I had three choices. 1)Scrape together any money I could and try to survive out the rest of the month while eating PB&J. 2)Accept a minimum wage job that would actually give me less than I was getting on unemployment. 3) Go back to the mill.
Take a wild guess what I did.
So, I've just spent my first week back at the mill adapting to the changes in my job. I'm rebuilding my finances. I'm tired as hell. I'm really disappointed in myself that I couldn't make anything work. I'm really disillusioned about pretty much everything right now. I'm kinda in a mental coma right now, and I'm trying really really hard not to get any more depressed.
But tomorrow is another day. I'll come out of this. I'm like the Joker. No matter how hard you try you can't kill my ass. It's just gonna take a little time.
Anyway, here's the stuff that's resulted from alla this.
1) My work on my novel, my children's book, and any of my other non-comic related work is on indefinate hiatus. No time, and right now, no energy.
2) I'm not going to Heroes Con this year. They doubled the price of tables, and they didn't bother updating the Artist Alley info until a week ago. I can't afford a table right now (I COULD HAVE BACK IN JANUARY WHEN I WANTED TO GET A TABLE). Which sucks. I liked Heroes Con. It was a good show last year. Apparently I'm not the only one who needs to work on their organizational skills.
Eh.
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